Текст песни СТАБИЛЬНО - БИТ

for me it is a joy every proslushany track
each propisanie double every propisanie back
and I have come to you from the bottom of brother
Down with the ardent fans that die from shortness of breath

 dirty morning, I lay half asleep in bed
that yesterday was a hands numb
while you are hanging in the clubs we blew brother
bygones to let bygones blasphemy

and we're just sitting around the campfire
pussy all of us, then the world is ruled by pain and nischita
somewhere in their hearts, we still hope for the exit
I'm not much Bazaar, just silently drew the conclusion

wind chill, we are not happy days round
then everyone is willing to kill in pursuit of money
places everyone wants to get profit
and we lay for a bit while still alive